Tree of Love #prose poem #short prose #poetry — Short Prose

I fed my tree of love with water from my blood, dried lizards, and pieces of broken hearts. My tree will bloom during the Banquet of the Moon. The broken hearts? You see I had no choice. I am the defender of love. I do not trade in half measures. @short-prose-fiction (Gabriela M.) image: Bruce Rolff; […]

Tree of Love #prose poem #short prose #poetry — Short Prose